He took Mithos's offered hand, holding it tightly as he had with Raine's Exsphere. He was tired, but he didn't know if he could sleep now. It felt like the two of them were still watching them from their capsules, souls fragmented as they were. He should stay with them. It was his fault they were here anyway.
But Mithos was holding his hand, and he wanted to be with him, too. Even if he knew Mithos wouldn't need to rest. He probably couldn't even feel the same warmth when they held hands like this. (Was Mithos okay with that, too?)
Yet when he thought it couldn't get worse, it did. When he thought he had accepted the sacrifices necessary, he was wrong. His eyes grew wide with understanding. Another subject meant another victim. The first of so many.
His hand squeezed Mithos's as he stepped closer, voice desperate, "Wait, is there..." There is no other way. He looked down at their hands and his empty Key Crest. "C-can I? Can I do it instead?"
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Date: 2015-12-30 11:23 pm (UTC)But Mithos was holding his hand, and he wanted to be with him, too. Even if he knew Mithos wouldn't need to rest. He probably couldn't even feel the same warmth when they held hands like this. (Was Mithos okay with that, too?)
Yet when he thought it couldn't get worse, it did. When he thought he had accepted the sacrifices necessary, he was wrong. His eyes grew wide with understanding. Another subject meant another victim. The first of so many.
His hand squeezed Mithos's as he stepped closer, voice desperate, "Wait, is there..." There is no other way. He looked down at their hands and his empty Key Crest. "C-can I? Can I do it instead?"